User blog comment:Bluefang the Ferret/Sea Wars/@comment-2025656-20100520173213

My face grows red: "Fine, Ruddertail!" I grab three pistols and 2 dirks and put them in my belt & take wave my cutlass around. "Come down an' fight me, me crew won't interfear, oh, an' by the way, yer crew are bein' `eld `ostage, mind if I `ave `em become slaves after ya die?" Spit at the mast and take some steps back so she won't jump on me.